Isolation
This is a very difficult subject for me. Isolation is where I go when something in the world overwhelms me. It’s where I go when I’m hurt. It’s where my parents put me. It’s all I know when there is pain.The most horrible thing about isolation is that there is no...
Price Changes Considered For ACA Books
Our fellowship text, Adult Children of Alcoholics, often referred to as the Big Red Book, was first published in 2006. Its price was $15 then, and it is still $15 today. WSO has never raised prices on any of its literature. The World Service Organization of ACA is...
My Art
The Blessings of ACA
I grew up in a family with lots of dysfunction,But my ACA group has provided the unction.Alcohol, gambling, cheating and more-Mental illness and abuse all came through that door!Many generations with multiple diseases.Don’t talk, feel or trust- so everyone freezes!My...
That She May Play in Eden
Is it too soon to pray for my granddaughter’s daughter? She is inconceivable until long after I’m gone. May I take the Steps now to lighten her load then? Is it too soon, Too desperate, Too tragic, To express my grief now for tomorrow’s grief yet to be reborn?...
A Dream Come True
Hello, I am Sue V, a grateful Adult Child. The 2020 Annual World Convention (AWC) has been a dream come true; one global ACA fellowship all together in one space, many hearts beating together. The dream started in 2018 when I was the co-chair of the AWC and heard from...
Fear
The Sun Never Set on the ACA World Convention 2020
The ACA World Convention 2020 was a first for me. From New Delhi, India I was delighted to receive an invitation from the Global Members Sub Committee to be a speaker in two sessions. Being nervous about speaking in public, I was daunted by the proposition, to say the...
The Promises, For Today
I was going through one of those periods when I was feeling discouraged by my own lack of progress in my recovery journey. I also was struggling with doing affirmations. That practice seemed silly to me. I’d often think, “I don’t really believe what I’m saying. No...
Boundaries
The garden, edged with wire,a jaunty scarecrow, a bit of coyoteurine, hair shavings from a buzz cut.Don’t call me, text me.stop with the emojis, no morecute animal videos. I’m at the edge of nowhere,on edge, waiting for silence,flicker of senses, a sense of...